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Sunday-Wednesday:Normal Summer weather.

Today: Chilly fall weather! Feels like I should be carving pumpkins or somethin. Frickin' temperate climate zones.
 
Sunday-Wednesday:Normal Summer weather.

Today: Chilly fall weather! Feels like I should be carving pumpkins or somethin. Frickin' temperate climate zones.
I love days like that, once in a while. It makes me more thankful for the normal seasonal weather days surrounding it, and it's nice to get a break from normal once in a while. Of course, it probably helps that Autumn is my favorite season.
 
I know what you mean. We had wind-chill values this morning. What the frak?

For some reason, the weather forecaster gave us wind chill factors this evening. But positive ones. As in, it's actually 34° but feels 36°. Not uninteresting, but the name's off :p

Also, HAH to all you suckers who claim A/C isn't necessary in Brussels. Fuck this 9 days over 30° nonsense, I'm cool.
 
I love days like that, once in a while. It makes me more thankful for the normal seasonal weather days surrounding it, and it's nice to get a break from normal once in a while. Of course, it probably helps that Autumn is my favorite season.
I'm like the exact opposite, my body does not do well when it comes with inconsistent weather. Though I will admit I like wearing a hoody again, comfy!
 
For some reason, the weather forecaster gave us wind chill factors this evening. But positive ones. As in, it's actually 34° but feels 36°. Not uninteresting, but the name's off :p

Also, HAH to all you suckers who claim A/C isn't necessary in Brussels. Fuck this 9 days over 30° nonsense, I'm cool.
Get your owls to flap their wings and fan you.
 
Get your owls to flap their wings and fan you.

House, car and work are all kept at stable temperatures somewhere below the boiling point of brains. I'm okay. Except for the bed room, where I swelter and die (as evidenced by my being awake at 2am when I have to get up at 5:30....Oy). Hmmm......
 
For some reason, the weather forecaster gave us wind chill factors this evening. But positive ones. As in, it's actually 34° but feels 36°. Not uninteresting, but the name's off :p
We call that Heat Index, this morning (approximately 8:30 am) it was 82f with the heat index at 96f here.
 
House, car and work are all kept at stable temperatures somewhere below the boiling point of brains. I'm okay. Except for the bed room, where I swelter and die (as evidenced by my being awake at 2am when I have to get up at 5:30....Oy). Hmmm......
Poor baby. <hugs>
 
I forgot to take my coffee stamp-card when I went to get coffee. Now I'll have to pay for an extra coffee to get my next free one.

Also it's really nice outside and I'm in the office for almost two more hours. And my job is boring me.

And my boss hasn't answered my email from before lunch.

And

and
and

life

sometimes.

And my upper back hurts, and I want someone to rub it.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
And my boss hasn't answered my email from before lunch.
My boss is the worst about that. He still hasn't replied to my e-mail requesting contract information that may determine whether or not we will be permitted to keep airing our syndicated frickin' MORNING SHOW that I sent him last friday. The guy, I am convinced, just sits in his office doing drugs. I haven't decided whether that drug is Meth, Adderall, or just regular old Cocaine.

50% of any conversation with him consists of the word "y'know" being used as a placeholder while he gropes for whatever mechanism his brain has misplaced to transcribe his thoughts into speech.

So, y'know, like, y'know, like this? Ugh. Drives me up the wall.
 
Last 42 minutes of the shift.

SOMEHOW WORSE[DOUBLEPOST=1374871995][/DOUBLEPOST]Doesn't help that I'm currently waiting 3-4 minutes to take a 30-60 second phone call either.
 
My boss is the worst about that. He still hasn't replied to my e-mail requesting contract information that may determine whether or not we will be permitted to keep airing our syndicated frickin' MORNING SHOW that I sent him last friday. The guy, I am convinced, just sits in his office doing drugs. I haven't decided whether that drug is Meth, Adderall, or just regular old Cocaine.

50% of any conversation with him consists of the word "y'know" being used as a placeholder while he gropes for whatever mechanism his brain has misplaced to transcribe his thoughts into speech.

So, y'know, like, y'know, like this? Ugh. Drives me up the wall.
Oh the "y'know" people drive me crazy.

My boss talks over everyone. If you don't keep talking while he's interrupting you, you'll never get a word in edgewise. There's so much noise, so you have to rely on keywords -often ones that will panic him, like 'behind schedule'- to penetrate to make him stop and take notice that what you're saying might be important. He also works in another city, so it's not like I can just walk to his office and ask him what's up with the email.

Of course, the other thing is, 80% of the time I send him an email where I need information, I get responses like,

"Thanks for this."

Uhm... you're... welcome? What... what is the answer, though? I also can only ask one question per email, because if I get any useful answer, it's only to one of the things I've raised. One time he avoided answering the question about what to set the hourly wage of a new hire at, and it was down to the last two days to get the contract in so the guy would get paid for the first pay period. I was so fed up asking in every email with no answer, I wrote "I'm just going to set it at $60/hr, he seems like a stand-up guy."

THAT made him get me an answer. Maybe I should do that all the time.
 
Last 42 minutes of the shift.

SOMEHOW WORSE[DOUBLEPOST=1374871995][/DOUBLEPOST]Doesn't help that I'm currently waiting 3-4 minutes to take a 30-60 second phone call either.
You work in phone customer service? That job slowly drove me off the deep end. I couldn't handle more than a year of it. The constant non-stop calls killed me. There was no break, it was literally like this:

Hi thank you for calling how can I help you? -less than a 3 minute phone call later- Have a good day. -click- -ding- Hi thank you for calling etc etc etc

Nightmares....
 
You work in phone customer service? That job slowly drove me off the deep end. I couldn't handle more than a year of it. The constant non-stop calls killed me. There was no break, it was literally like this:

Hi thank you for calling how can I help you? -less than a 3 minute phone call later- Have a good day. -click- -ding- Hi thank you for calling etc etc etc

Nightmares....

Yup. I've been doing it about 18 months now. Getting to be a bit much but I'm still applying elsewhere. There's a light at the end of that tunnel, I swear.
 
I watched Equestria Girls with my daughter last night and Sunset Shimmer's demon form caused her nightmares. I, thankfully, was spared.
 
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